if you feel it in your feet
just dance like this, i'd like that
Kwesimodo is King, you will sing
you will see, its all in your tribal beat
Love is a Colosseum of ancestral feats
in the heat I feel when I smile with you sweets
Queen of the ventricles in my dungeon of peace.
Sunlight in my orange-pink-red sunsets, moonshine.
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